It's crazy already. I am like I was waiting. It's just so weird alone here. I have a feeling that I'm just here for one or two hours, and then you will come around. Open the door, arrive home. But I know you just won't. And it already starts killing me.
I know I'll get used to it, but also I am afraid of closing my heart and building walls at the same time, fearing that you would be left outside. Maybe I'm just tired. Maybe it will all be OK.
I miss you terribly.
I miss you like hell.
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